Luyện nghe bài hát Mansa Musa

Back on my
I got some money to blow, I'm good, bitch
though I's the king, I stay hood rich
Mansa Musa, gold
Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, go two
Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof
All they do throw shots at the king, it's
It's Musa, power, move, bitch!

Uh, my money,
so dummy
That mean my so sick
I might cough up a hunnid
Rich gyal in me own zone, fuck whoever
Shit, you gotta me
Now if you owe me mine, run it
A miles nad runnin', yeah, I'm comin', still gunnin'
Shit that we be on, you could it or love it
And if I said it, then I meant it, muh fucker, who it?

Now I've been on different shit lately
Like I need to it down for this hip hop scene
Like I only come around for this shit here
If I have to bust around, on the hits, my dear
Now what we gwan do with all these over here?
Go up in smoke I disappear, reappear
Hah, I'm just sincere
shit, how we do it?
Crack music, top tier,
Shut it down, my nigga,
We could see right through that
You pussy, nigga, we could
Better believe my product
a billion off my bullshit and did it, nigga, high as hell
Overachiever, nigga, I
If my name is on this muh
Better the stock's up
Professional winners us
Better fly, leave the buildin', on you mother fucks

Back on my
I got money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch
Even though I's the king, I stay hood
Mansa Musa, gold
Ooh, what'chu talkin' Shit, go two piece
Every day is Christmas, got his roof missin'
All do throw shots at the king, it's foolish
It's Musa, power, move, bitch!

Mummy wrap, double back, gimmie
Real rich niggas never advertise
Broke niggas always playin' rich, on an act
Whoa, nigga, when money grow
we could chat
But in the meantime, I remain
Stuck in my ends if I'm in the decline
I my wins, now look how my whole team shine
Hell no, blow out my dough, I'm tryna mine
Nigga, fuck that up your nose, it's fuckin' ski time
Ho-ho, call up the hoes, it's shoppin' spree
Don't nobody roll in a Rolls Royce we from
So I'm goin' stupid as as I get a lil' sum
Dumb, they should have gave you niggas money!
Hey, watch mouth boy
You ball, boy
You maxin' out credit cards, boy
I'ma cash cow, you a hog
Tell you anything, you fall for it
Get the piece, you don't really war
Why the mean That's uncalled for

Now I'm on my bullshit
I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good,
Even as the king, I hood rich
Musa, gold jewelry
Ooh, talkin' 'bout? Shit, go two piece
Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof
All do throw shots at the king, it's foolish
Mansa Musa, power, move, bitch!